Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore Composer(s): John Prine Performer(s): John Prine
While digesting Reader's Digest In the back of a dirty book store A plastic flag, with gum on the back Fell out on the floor Well, I picked it up and I ran outside Slapped on my window shield And if I could see old Betsy Ross I tell her how good I feel
Chorus: But your flag decal won't get you Into Heaven any more They're already overcrowded From your dirty little war Now Jesus don't like killin' No matter what the reason's for And your flag decal won't get you Into Heaven any more
Well, I went to the bank this morning And the cashier he said to me "If you join the Christmas club We'll give you ten of them flags for free" Well, I didn't mess around a bit I took her up on what he said And I stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wife's forehead
Repeat Chorus:
Well, I got my window shield so filled With flags I couldn't see So, I ran the car upside a curb And right into a tree By the time they got a doctor down I was already dead And I'll never understand why the man Standing in the Pearly Gates said...
But your flag decal won't get you Into Heaven any more We're already overcrowded From your dirty little war Now Jesus don't like killin' No matter what the reason's for And your flag decal won't get you Into Heaven any more
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